Chapter 703

Chapter 703: Dividing the Spoils

Pure strength can crush everything!

Wang Chen concentrated ninety percent of his power into his palm, merging it with the destructive power of the external elixir, reaching the peak level of the Purple Palace.

The cultivator, who only had the sixth level of Purple Palace cultivation, had already been injured in the eye by the Sword Pellet. Now, struck solidly by Wang Chen’s Heavenly Dragon Vajra Palm, he stood no chance of enduring the blow!

His chest caved in while his back bulged out, and countless ribs shattered. His five organs suffered tremendous damage in an instant.

As he was sent flying, blood gushed wildly from his mouth, mixed with fragments of his internal organs!

Injured to such an extent, he was essentially finished. Even if he survived, he would have no combat ability left.

After severely injuring his opponent with his right palm, Wang Chen raised his left hand and shouted in a deep voice, “Seal!”

An overwhelming aura surged from within his body, instantly sweeping out in all directions.

It enveloped the other five cultivators simultaneously!

The five Purple Palace cultivators trembled, their faces filled with disbelief.

“Golden Core!”

One of them let out a blood-curdling scream.

The terrifying force that had just descended upon them carried an immense Golden Core aura, imposing absolute suppression and intimidation on their realm.

These cultivators mistook Wang Chen for a Golden Core true master, and their hearts were gripped with terror.

Their fighting spirit and battle intent were greatly diminished.

Of course, Wang Chen was not at the Golden Core level; the oppressive force he unleashed was actually the result of activating the destructive power of the external elixir.

There was still a significant difference between him and a true Golden Core true master.

But these cultivators had already been thrown into disarray by Wang Chen, and with one of their companions severely injured, they instinctively felt extreme caution toward him.

This instinctive fear stripped them of the courage to continue fighting.

These cultivators were no ragtag group; each of them was bold enough to venture deep into the Manglong Mountain range. Yet, under the threat of death, their survival instinct quickly took over.

Several cultivators retreated simultaneously, some summoning defensive spirit tools, while others activated escape talismans.

Each was desperate to save their own life.

“Confinement!”

But in the next moment, a giant fox tail swept across the battlefield, blocking the fleeing cultivators and firmly restricting their movements.

A translucent spiritual light enveloped everything!

“Qingqiu Fox Demon!”

One of the cultivators stood wide-eyed, trembling in shock, completely frozen.

What kind of being had they provoked?

Boom!

Before the cultivator could finish his words, a flying sword darted through the air like lightning, circling around him twice.

A flash of light passed, and four or five bloody corpses dropped to the ground!

At the same time, another cultivator beside him looked down at his chest and saw a pure white claw piercing through his back, impaling his body and heart before emerging from his front.

His life drained away in an instant!

And this brutal and bloody slaughter was far from over.

Boom!

The roof was blown away, and countless fragments of stone and tile flew everywhere.

A terrified cultivator had just leapt into the air when a flying sword swiftly cut him in half, causing him to scream as he fell back into the rubble.

He didn’t die on the spot but tried to crawl away from this hell of death.

In the end, a companion’s corpse, hollowed out of its heart, came hurtling towards him, crashing down and snuffing out his last breath!

The desolate village suddenly fell quiet, all commotion vanishing in an instant.

Even the moon above quietly hid among the clouds.

Wang Chen summoned the Longyuan Sword back within his body.

This life treasure, refined and nurtured day and night, was gradually revealing its unmatched sharpness!

After retrieving the flying sword, he turned his gaze to Hu Jiao.

The Qingqiu Fox Demon was wiping her hands with a handkerchief, her face showing clear disdain.

Noticing Wang Chen’s gaze, she quickly put away the handkerchief and looked around, saying, “Brother Wang, this place is no longer suitable for resting. Let’s move to another location.”

“I know a nice, secluded place.”

Wang Chen nodded, “Okay.”

But instead of following Hu Jiao immediately, he quickly began to clean up the battlefield.

Out of seven Purple Palace cultivators, Wang Chen had killed four, gaining nearly three thousand points of Heavenly Merit.

Though they were loose cultivators, their gear was not lacking; each carried high-level storage bags and had two or three dozen spirit tools combined!

Wang Chen had been quite poor lately, so there was no way he could miss out on this sudden fortune!

They had intended to rob him, but now the tables had turned, showing that karma circulates and retribution is never wrong!

After collecting the spoils, Wang Chen used the Fire Crow Technique to burn all the bodies to ashes, then unleashed dozens of Rebirth Talismans and Heavenly Secrets Talismans.

“Let’s go!”

Under Hu Jiao’s lead, the human and the demon quietly left the desolate village and traveled a hundred miles, finally arriving at a cave.

“This place used to be home to a big clumsy bear,” Hu Jiao explained. “I drove it away. The place is not bad, just a bit dirty.”

She waved a paw in front of her nose, “There’s still a stench here!”

She looked quite disdainful.

Wang Chen felt that this cave was quite nice; the entrance was narrow and very hidden, and inside it had its own charm.

However, as Hu Jiao had said, the smell inside was not pleasant.

But Wang Chen didn’t care about that. He had no cleanliness obsession at all and immediately chose a dry, clean spot to set up a campfire, tossing in a few pieces of fragrant wood.

This fragrant wood emitted a delightful aroma, quickly filling the cavern.

It felt like the cave had become warm and comfortable!

“You human cultivators really know how to enjoy yourselves!”

Hu Jiao took the cushion Wang Chen handed her and sat down in front of the campfire, exclaiming, “Unlike us demons…”

She shook her head and didn’t continue.

The Fox Clan was considered clean and particular among the demon tribes, but they were still far from comparing to human cultivators in this regard.

In fact, most demon tribes hadn’t completely shed their magical beasts instincts.

Wang Chen smiled and placed the collected storage bags along with the assorted spirit tools on the ground. “One half each; you choose first.”

Hu Jiao froze for a moment, “I get some too?”

“Of course.”

Wang Chen said without a second thought, “You helped out, so it’s only fair to share the spoils.”

Hu Jiao looked at him in astonishment, “My mother said you human cultivators are the greediest…”

She felt quite fond of Wang Chen and didn’t care for these external possessions, so she hadn’t considered wanting a share.

She didn’t want to fall out with Wang Chen over distributing the spoils.

Unexpectedly, Wang Chen brought it up first.

“Just keep it all.”

The Qingqiu Fox Demon shook her head vigorously, “I don’t want it!”